#what the FUCK is their tag. im using all of them

[heuldoch7b]

while i was gone, i was deeply contemplative about part of what made me take a hiatus in the first place, which is shame. long post forewarning

growing up on the internet (i was 10 when i started using the internet, back in 2010-11) and something i was (and frankly, still am) constantly exposed to was shaming others. ranging from "light hearted" shaming; this ranged from poking fun at an amateur artists work for it looking funny or it being super "tumblry" to shaming with the guise of social justice, you know "hey this artist draws X and thats BAD and if you support them youre JUST AS BAD".

when i was younger i poked fun at other artists and engaged in cancel culture, on a very small scale (just my friends and i) and i regret it. it was entirely due to my own low self esteem and peojecting fear of being made fun of myself. but ive retained that fear, even as i've matured and grown to understand how unkind it is to shame and mock others, ESPECIALLY as myself a weird, autistic artist who draws "cringe but free" stuff

and even with regards to problematic content, stuff that, reasonably more often than not, ellicits a "yuck" reaction out of most viewers, has turned more into a genuine social risk of getting a callout over being immoral or gross and losing your social circles and delving into isolation. this happened to me. i think it genuinely messed me up, and im dealing with it even now.

it has lead me to be avoidant of being honest about what i like, and being afraid of befriending others due to fear of being dropped again. this is of course not fair to you, potential reader, but unfair to myself as well. i want to develop a healthier respect for my friends as well as myself about what i do and dont like, and not feeling guilty for saying no or not liking something.

i think, as i remake my old pinned post, i am going to be more explicit on stuff, i like shipping the primarchs! i love it very much even. and if you do not thats absolutely A-OK. i like drawing the dismal warcriminals as genderweird. i like maybe skirting away from how chronically cynical and dour the universe (which i do still enjoy, im into warhammer FOR warhammer) and making silly, comfy stuff. fuck i LOVE drawing weird heroic nudity mythological scenes where some characters are like, centaurs, cause its sick as fuck.

and with all that i myself need to be okay with maybe people who i enjoy their work of dont really jive with all that, and that isnt the end of the world, its just being honest with oneself, and thats really important to do. i will be trying to maybe tag sensitive stuff like primarchcest better, so people can filter it out, but i am not gonna be hypervigilant about tagging everything because that would make me neurotic and id rather just be unfollowed or blocked at that point.

anywho, i really just wanted to put my thoughts down into words and share them, i honestly wrote this out and deleted it like 3 times already due to, hilariously, shame. but this is a really important topic to me and extremely relevant to my social presence on this website. i care for you all immensely, even if we are all strangers online.

i will be sad if i lose potential friendships over the things i like, but theres literally thousands of people if not more on this website, and it so fine and healthy to go like "eh no i dont want that in my life" to something like someones specific fuckin fandom art LOL

if any of you want to talk to me about your experiences with shame, id welcome it, may it be through a reblog or messaging me personally. i think its really important for all of us to be unashamed, mindful of course, but not stifling ourselves. be free have fun type stuff. i hope i can drop my own shackles too. thanks for reading

[lizzy-jailer]

lce cold

Summary: you go out to a bar to drink away your sorrows after a terrible day and let your anger out on a stranger.

Tags: Joel Miller no outbreak AU, anger, alcohol usage, irresponsible acting. No usage of y/n

A/n: This is one of my first works ever and my first work on Tumbrl, constructive criticism is welcome. And well l gotta say the classic "english isn't my first language" too because l'm sure you'll be able to tell.

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Today had seriously been terrible. The workday was tiring and all of the painful feelings inside you were piling up, had been for a while... all you wanted to do was get drunk. So drunk that you wouldn't remember a thing about your day or about how your life was totally fucked.

After the day, you walked straight out of your office, in your dress and heels, leaving your jacket, stepping outside and feeling the winters cold pinch you but you didn't care, you didn't think of the future, you didn't think at all, just needed to drink.

You sat down and bought yourself a whole bottle of whiskey. The taste was pleasant, even though the burn was stronger than the enjoyment, still it was helping you forget.

After a while of sitting and drinking you saw a young man approach you. This was the absolute last thing you needed right now.

"Hi beautiful, what are you doing here drinking all alone like this?" The man asked with what seemed to be genuine intrest.

"Get away from me! Do l look like l want to talk to you?" You snapped at his question. You knew that your reaction wasn't exactly polite but it worked. It scared away the men that you didn't need. All of them actually.

"Woah, alrigh alright girl, l won't bother you... sorry" the man raised his arms in surrender and backed off in what seemed to be some kind of mix of fear and confusion.

You were glad to be left alone again. The bottle got emptier and your anger only grew. The anger for your life, for the man that walked up to you, hell maybe anger for men in general? You weren't even sure at this point.

Soon you saw another man approaching you. He was older than the previous one and he had this kind of calm look on his face that made you think he hadn't seen your encounter with the other guy.

"Hi darlin' you alright over here?" He asked in a deep voice, the southern accent clearly poking through.

"Shut up and leave me alone! Im tired of being talked to! Don't you see that?!" You basically yelled at his face, hoping he would back off and leave you alone. Even though you weren't even sure if that was what you wanted at this point... you were just used to it. Used to being left alone.

"Whats wrong honey?" He asked, weirdly unbothered by your agressive reaction. "I saw the way you acted with this other guy, poor kid was only trying to talk to you. What made you so damn cold, woman?"

"Why the hell do you care? I don't know you! I'm asking for some goddamn peace! Can l not drink alone?" You keep yelling, feeling the way you're pouring your anger out on some stranger in the bar.

"Alright sweetheart, l understand that you're in a bad mood, okay? Its alright, l don't mind." He said, keeping his calm tone that was irritating you even further. "Just let me sit with you for a moment, you don't need to explain whats wrong, we don't have to talk. All l'm saying is that l can tell when someone needs company, and you darlin' are really the textbook example."

You didn't reply to that, weren't sure what to say. This was confusing you. Why wasn't he backing off like the other guy? Why was he so goddamn calm?

Before you could say a word, the man sat across from you at the table. "I'm Joel by the way. Don't you think you're going a little overboard with the alcohol? I don't mean to sound like your father but it is a fact that it ain't safe to drink yourself into a coma when you're alone in a bar as a young woman."

You just sat there staring blankly at the wall behind Joel. You didn't want to talk. You didn't want to hear a word that he said. But it was kind of good not to be alone... You took another swig of whiskey straight from the bottle and felt as it burned your insides.

"Darlin' are you listening?" The man asked, looking at the grimace on your face after dinking. "You don't need to tell me about your personal life. We could talk about something else..."

Finally the rage and the alcohol caught up to you and you yelled to this face "l don't want to talk to you! I hate you! You should stay away from me!"

"I wanna make sure you don't hurt yourself, alright? I don't understand where all this anger is coming from but..." his voice trailed off "but l've been like you are honey, trust me, l know it ain't easy."

"What do you think you know about me or my life? I'm no good to anyone, you hear?! You need me to hit you in the face to understand that?!" You hit the bottle of whiskey on the table in anger. Making people in the room stare at you.

"Sweetheart, l'm not scared of your threats. Hell if hitting me helps you get out the anger there in your chest then get on with it, l can take it if it helps you any." He says, tone remaining calm. "And no, l don't know your life or what you have been through. But this anger, this... drinking your feelings away, l've been there. And l know that it doesn't help."

The way he talks just powers up the rage in your body. You stand up, feeling slightly dizzy from the alcohol, walk up to him and slap him in the face.

Joel feels the burning sensation on his cheek and puts his hand over it. Now he decides to as you the first serious question

"Honey what happened to make you like this?" The calm tone remains.

"None of your buisness asshole!" You yell. Gripping your bottle and walking away. Out of the bar, into the cold, dark winter night without even a jacket to protect your bare arms from the freezing cold. Just alcohol warming you up from the inside and heels that threatened to make you slip on the icy road.

You didn't know why you were acting as you were. You didn't know why you could only yell at someone in anger even though that wasn't what you meant at all...

Joel is left sitting in the bar, in surprise of her actions. Shes gonna die out there like that.

[faux-mance]

meeting the family

geno sans & aftertale by crayonqueen / loverofpiggies

fresh sans by crayonqueen / loverofpiggies

dusttale by ask-dusttale

underfell by underfella / victhefella (?)

error sans by crayonqueen / loverofpiggies

fatal error & patch by xedramon

[pinacoladamatata]

blink and you'll miss it moments around skyhold....

[dreamsy990]

TELEMACHUS AND ANTINOUS. FINALLY

[ulteri0rm0tives]

Now.. I'm not doubting Johnny somewhat (?) loved Alt in his own convoluted and severely misguided ways but uh.. to call them soulmates? Did we uh.. did we not play the same game? Watch the same scenes? Because it's crazy y'all r saying that when we literally play as his actual soulmate

[bunnyboy-juice]

NO MORE ASSOCIATING THINGS WITH FEMMES ONLY BECAUSE THEY ARE PINK!HYPERFEM FEMMES ARE GREAT AND I LOVE YOU CAMPY FEMMES WHO EMBODY PINK BUT ALSO JESUS CHRIST CAN YOU GUYS NOT GO MORE THAN ONE DAY W/O TRYING TO SHOEHORN FEMMES INTO BEING ONLY PINK UWU BABIES. I AM FEMME AS IN GRASS AS IN DIRT AS IN TREE BARK AS IN WEEDS SPROUTING THROUGH THE SIDEWALK CEMENT. FEMME AS IN GENDER NONCONFORMITY AS IN FUCK YOU MY FEMININITY IS WHAT *I* SAY IT IS. FEMME AS IN DEPTH AND DARKNESS AND WARMTH AND TERROR. FEMME AS IN CAVES. FEMME AS IN LIGHTNING. FEMME AS IN AN AMALGAMATION OF TRAITS THAT I HAVE DECIDED ARE FEMININE REGARDLESS OF WHAT SOCIETY SAYS. FUCK IS IT THAT HARD TO UNDERSTAND?!???

[shadowduel]

all i wanna do is untie all your knots, dissolve all your thoughts

[almondpiglet]

(wips) who here likes serijose or joserei!!! *exactly three ppl in the crowd cheer*

[thatfaerieprincess]

WATCHED C3e99 DOWNFALL PART 1 AND UHHH I HAVENT DRAWN FAN ART IN YEARS BUT THE MUSE REALLY SPOKE TO ME THIS TIME

Step 2 figure out how the Emissary actually looks

[gophergal]

To say an Aspec person's life is wasted because they lack an interest in [sex/romance/platonic relationships]* is like saying an evergreen tree has wasted its life for refusing to grace its branches with apples

*(respect aros, aces, and aplatonic folk equally or taste my blade)

[luck-of-the-drawings]

POOR GABRIEL MONTEZ! YOU NEVER SAW THIS COMING DID YOU? ALL YOU WANTED WAS POWER. SECURITY. SAFETY. & THATS EXACTLY WHAT YOU GOT! JUST IN EXCHANGE FOR YOUR BODY. LETS JUST HOPE NO ONE FUCKS THIS UP. LETS JUST HOPE YOU WONT HAVE TO CLEAN UP THE MESS.

[mrmeepsmadmind]

rewatching this over and over again.. mainly bcs tarn makes soundwave into a manlet but also bcs it's hilarious

[nyxi-pixie]

actually incredibly funny to me that ranpos entire thing centres on how his intelligence is not because of an ability or any other great thing, its just him. hes entirely, completely, inarguably human. and Yet, when it comes to dazai, so many people are Desperate that there just Has to be another explanation. his intelligence cant just be that hes unusual, no it must be a marker of separation, of difference so great it disallows the reality of his humanity.

[dukeofthomas]

"Angry robin" "violent robin" "misbehaving robin" shut up and accept my alternative; spunky Robin. Determined and head strong, can out-stubborn the Batman, has a strong moral-backbone and does what he thinks is right regardless of what anybody else says, Robin. Jason who was sassy and quippy and made crude jokes with a smile on his face. Jason who hid in Bruce's cape and whispered gossip to him. Jason who, if Bruce refused him something, could keep bothering endlessly until Bruce caved. And also dramatic Jason. If Bruce tells him no, it becomes a whole theatrical show; a monologue, a narration, embellishments, and falling onto the floor in his grief upon the fact his cruel father has denied him once again.

(Jason who has suffered through abuse and homelessness and poverty and starvation, who is the Fight out of Fight or Flight, who's built up defenses and walls and when pushed and triggered responds with the thing that's always protected him; anger. He's sweet and kind and funny, and when he sees a pimp hitting a prostitute he gets furious and responds with violence.)

[art-from-the-juice-box]

gen loss dump part 2 :]

i have a gen loss playlist so the last two was me hitting randomize and drawing a pic based on the song before it finished. the second one technically isn’t that cause charlie’s inferno isn’t on apple music cause they hate me so it’s way more of the song out of spite because they wouldn’t give it to me.